Friday, September 15, 2017

Dear friends of Catholic Spirituality Blogs Network, if you haven't already heard the news, I wanted to let you know that blogger Nancy Shuman passed away a couple of weeks ago. She had cancer, discovered last spring when it was too late to operate. Nancy blogged at The Breadbox Letters and The Cloistered Heart. Her posts were beautiful and moving. She kept posting at The Cloistered Heart until just a few days before her death.

We will all miss Nancy and the inspiration she gave to so many people. Please join me, her children, and grandchildren, in praying for the repose of her soul.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

I'm sure you have noticed how few new posts we have had on our blog at CSBN in the past few months. I have been busy publishing and promoting my new book, Trusting God with St. Therese. I have also become very active in working with other Catholic writers at my new Google+ Community and website, Indie Catholic Authors. I am no longer able to post other bloggers' work here as I have done in the past, because there are only so many hours in a day. I also have parenting, household, and homeschool duties.

Beginning today, I am changing the blog over to links with excerpts from our members' blogs. The old posts will remain here. You can still find them through searches, the Popular Posts link, or the Labels at the bottom of this page.

Our facebook page will continue just as it has in the past, pulling in posts from a few members' blogs.

I hope you will continue to visit and comment on the blogs of our members.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Connie gives practical advice for overcoming
fears and frustrations that hamper our relationship with God. I asked her about
her father-daughter relationship as compared to that of Louis Martin and his
daughter St. Thérèse of Lisieux.

Nancy: Thérèse was blessed
with parents who were “more worthy of heaven than of earth.” Thérèse had a
special relationship with her father, who called her, “my Queen.” She formed
her image of God from her father who never denied her love, affection and care.
How did your father-daughter relationship compare to this?

Connie: In some ways, my
relationship with my father when I was growing up was miles apart from the
relationship between Thérèse and Louis. I am very quiet and reserved. As a
child, I was also timid. My dad, in contrast, was outgoing and frank. He was
also the primary disciplinarian. My mom often said, "Wait till your dad
gets home!" I grew nervous around him. I avoided talking to him about any
serious subjects.

In my book, I tell how my dad left me home
alone when I was about five. When he returned about an hour later, he didn't
show any sympathy for my fears. So that didn't help my relationship with him or
God.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

For many of us the first brief glimpses of God came through His creation. It
might have been through a beautiful sunset, a breathtaking stretch of
countryside. It might have come through gazing upon a single blade of
grass, an insect crawling through the undergrowth, or a caterpillar
climbing up a rose bush. When your contemplation of creation enabled you
to experience the Creator, you found yourself drawn inward. It was as
if some soothing sedative stilled your mind and heart and made you mourn
for your Maker, as for a lost friend. And yet this strange melancholy
was as sweet as it was sad and you wanted it to go on and on to envelop
you more and more completely. Once this had happened, you no longer
needed to gaze at the scene before you, you could close your eyes and
still savour the mysterious presence. The physical senses and the
feelings and emotions that depend upon them have no part in what now
becomes a predominantly spiritual experience.

When the experience vanishes, as it always will, the heart mourns for
what has been lost. The restless heart that yearns for love unlimited
is a commonplace experience for the young, who have been ‘touched’ in
this way. When, like St Augustine they eventually begin to realise, or
are taught, that the fullness of God’s love on earth is ultimately to be
found in His Masterwork Jesus Christ, it is the beginning of a new
departure in their spiritual journey.

St Jerome said that, “to be ignorant of the scriptures is to be ignorant of Christ,”
so it is now the time to turn to the sacred scriptures, and follow the
practice of the Desert Fathers and the most ancient and hallowed
traditions of our faith, reading and re-reading everything that Jesus
said and did in the Gospels. This is the only way to come to know and
love the Father, made flesh and blood, in the Son, for as William of
Thierry said, “You cannot love someone unless you know them”, but he adds, “You will never really know them unless you love them.”

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Christ’s
prayer in the Garden of Gethsemane on the eve of His crucifixion is
poignant because of its devastating description of the agony of the Lord
as He was about to make His ultimate sacrifice.His fleeting fancy, “If it is possible, let this cup pass” and subsequent, solemn affirmation, “If this cup cannot pass by me, but I must drink it, your will be done” (St. Matthew 26:42), is a powerful testament to Christ’s love for humanity and obedience to the will of God.It is also an important illustration of the value of the spiritual retreat as a source of fortitude in Christian life.

Archbishop Óscar A. Romero
of El Salvador is said to have had his moment in the Garden during a
spiritual retreat just weeks before his March 1980 assassination.“I want this retreat to join me more closely to His will,” Romero wrote in his notes for that retreat.Romero was an enthusiastic advocate of spiritual retreats.“In everyone’s heart there is, as it were, a small intimate cell where God is able to speak with everyone individually,” he had preached to his flock upon taking up his ministry three years before.“If
every one of us who are so concerned about so many different problems
and situations were to enter this ‘small cell’ and from there listen to
the voice of the Lord who speaks to us in our conscience, how much more
would we be able to do to better our situation and the situation of our
society and family,” he said.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

St. John the Evangelist’s Vision of Heaven by Alonso Cano (Wikimedia Commons). No matter what times we live in, our basic duty as Christians remains the same.

Another friend on Facebook this weekend was bemoaning all the
struggles in the world right now. I say another, because this happens
often. Something is wrong with the world and many of us sense it.

The
other night I watched an interview with the journalist who introduced
Edward Snowdon to the world. When she spoke of how the government was
watching her every move, trying to force her to reveal her sources, I
was eerily reminded of the fight for religious liberty. Priests are
being subpoenaed to break the seal of Confession. Pastors in Houston
have had their sermons subpoenaed. The Bill of Rights is crumbling.

Isis
is beheading Christians in the Middle East. The last week saw terrorist
attacks in the US and Canada. There’s an Ebola epidemic, great moral
decay, and the scandal over the relatio from the Synod on the Family.

Are we living in the end times?

Are these the end times?

This answer is unequivocally yes.

Since
the Ascension God’s plan has entered into its fulfillment. We are
already at ‘the last hour.’ ‘Already the final age of the world is with
us, and the renewal of the world is irrevocably under way; it is even
now anticipated in a certain real way, for the Church on earth is
endowed already with a sanctity that is real but imperfect.'” (CCC 670)

Friday, October 24, 2014

Through suffering, we release our hold on the toys of this world, and know our true good lies in another world.

We’re like blocks of stone, out of which the sculptor carves the forms of men.

The blows of his chisel, which hurt us so much, are what make us perfect.

The suffering in this world is not the failure of God’s love for us;it is that love in action.

For believe me, this world that seems to us so substantial is no more than the shadlowlands.

Real life has not begun yet.” (“Shadowlands,” p. 1)

I once asked a priest what my life would have been like if I had not
suffered, if I had married a well-off dentist, had 1.25 kids and lived
in an efficient, modern house. He put on a phony, pious face, put his
hands together in prayer, and said in a high, mocking voice, ”Oh, you
would be a nice Christian lady, praising the Lord.”